Fabian’s breath quickened. This could be just the breakthrough he was looking for. But the warning rang in his ears, alone. No way in hell did he want to fall victim to such traps. And especially not when Martinez was involved.He considered his choices, the weight of the dilemma sinking deep within him. But time was not on his side. He could not afford to let fear guide his mind. Breathing deeply, he was able to type out, “I’ll be there.”The moment the elevator doors closed, he steeled himself for the challenge ahead. This night might be a turning point.Fabian exited the café, the atmosphere tense, and saw Delia half leaning on the car, a playful grin etched on her face.“Why did you message me in the first place?” he barked, urgency injected in his voice.Delia simply asked, “You ought to marry Tasha.” This is so pardoning. Even Loretta should be thanked for that.“Loretta’s gone!” Fabian shot back, a tempest brewing inside him. “How can you even say that?”Delia just looked at hi
Fabian's brief encounter with Delia had added to the strain and pressure he had felt beforehand. The strange cryptic alerts, the threat of Martinez, thoughts of Loretta everything was racing through his mind. But the one controllable aspect of all this madness was his resolution regarding the wedding. He had to move.He quickly had his phone out and quickly put it back, very briefly, clenched with a fist before hitting Tasha’s number. The phone rang only once before she answered.“Fabian?” When Tasha spoke, the voice was smooth with a tinge of inquisitiveness; it was urgent."Meeting at the restaurant we talked about last time," he said in a calm voice. "It's imperative I speak with you."There was a moment of silence as Tasha processed this, then she said, "Alright. I’ll be there shortly."As Tasha took her time in coming, Fabien got to the restaurant first and occupied himself in a booth at the far corner for privacy. The soft voices around him, and the dim light that shrouded him i
Tasha inclined her head and rolled her eyes. She had always found Julian’s mood swings to be quite annoying and this time was no different. He was an asset to have around on certain occasions, but she hated how these moments reminded her of his true nature. "What makes you think I owe you any explanations?" she uttered with a coldness that could freeze water. “That is not your business.""None of my business?" Julian's voice was low but seething, "You know damn well I am affected by this. We had a plan, Tasha. Don’t pretend this was your decision alone."Tasha let out a breath as she began to lose her cool. "There are changes in the plans, Julian. This is the best option for me right now. The wedding will take place, that’s all."“You’re making a mistake,” Julian warned, though he lowered his tone dangerously. “You think Martinez and Fabian’s family will just let you go? You are walking into the flames, and when they rise, don’t expect me to rescue you."Tasha narrowed her gaze. “I wi
"My wedding is in two days," she said, her voice more urgent now. "I can’t be pregnant. Not now, not like this. There has to be something I can do."The doctor sighed and leaned forward, his face compassionate but firm. "I understand that this is a difficult situation, Miss Martinez, but the fact remains you are pregnant. There is nothing you can do to change that. You will need to inform your fiancé that the two of you are expecting a baby together."Tasha shook her head, her mind rejecting his words. How could she possibly tell Fabian? He would never believe the child was his. And even if he did, it would only complicate things further. Fabian was already detached, reluctantly walking into the marriage as a business arrangement. A baby would either trap him further or cause everything to blow up in her face."I can't..." she said again, the sound of her shaking voice still audible. "I can't tell him. He's not"She cut herself off before she could expose too much. The doctor turned h
Tasha took the driver’s seat of her car and settled in, her head now free from complicated thoughts that had moments before occupied it. The strategy was straightforward. In two days, she would become the wife of Fabian. She will go on a honeymoon with him and make him think that the child she will bear is his. And she would follow that by making herself the mother of his child and cementing her position in the family.In the process of driving and exiting the parking lot, a weight that had been held in her belly began to ease. She was no longer even panicking, rather everything was focused. She was going to give birth to Antonio and there was no way that she was not going to be Mrs. Antonio.She looked at the rearview mirror and smiled at herself with an assured smile. The wedding was the least part of it.Tasha maneuvered the car around the busy streets, her thoughts concerned with the possibilities of the future. People bustled around painting pictures on the streets, however, she
The date of the wedding was fast approaching, and she could feel the giddiness forming in her stomach, yet a nagging thought kept creeping back; it felt as though she was playing a game without knowing its rules. The child she carried would be Antonio and she would stop at nothing to ensure that her tomorrow was safe. She was prepared to seize her future and the wedding was just the first step.Luca was arching back and slouching against the wall of the barely lit room watching the commotions that were going on around him. There was a palpable tension in the room, inserting oneself into any form of business was a tension that dealt with the backstreets. He turned his head toward De Silva, who occupied a large, wooden mahogany table; several of his men, including some who had just come back from different missions, were also around him.“Doesn’t Ma’am Tasha look weird to you today?” Lucas asked when he turned his focus to the door Tasha had just walked out of, his voice containing more
Tasha laughed painfully, but it did not reach her eyes. “I am well. Just… I have had such a long day, I can tell you. I mean the wedding plans are kind of too much.” She opened the car slightly and used it to keep off Lucas, thinking it would put some space between them.Lucas frowned, unmoved. “Uh-huh. Stressful. But you’ve just been at the hospital, right? What’s the matter? You can’t just ignore that.”Tasha’s heart thumped again, but it was this time more out of anger than fear. “It’s none of your business. I’m simply taking a few tests in preparation for my wedding. I just want to look good for Fabian, that is all.”“Uh, okay,” Lucas answered, his voice laced with doubt. “But I have watched you when you are trying to cover up something. And you are the worst at trying to do that Tasha.”She gave him a look that could kill, annoyance barely contained. “What do you expect of me, Lucas? I don’t belong to you. I’m not your responsibility. Now, let me be.”“Not just yet,” he said, the
Tasha’s heart raced. “What do you mean?” She asked earnestly, dreading that he would say something creepily personal.“Let us just say that I have been listening,” he said.“I am simply helping you weigh your options and preventing any rash moves on your part.”“Appreciate it, but I will be okay. I am marrying Fabian, whether you like it or not,” she snapped, trying hard to be firm for her own sake.“Really? You think that’s going to solve everything?” Julian pressed further. “This is not just a wedding; there are issues of power, loyalty, and even more importantly, survival.”Tasha felt as if the walls were closing in. “I can manage it,” she asserted, and yet, his statement resonated.“Good. But don’t come crying to me when your plans turn out to be messier than you imagined,” he warned her before ending the call.Tasha remained standing in the middle of her apartment. Her heart was racing and she was furious, hiding it underneath the surface. Why cannot he just leave me alone? She u
Chapter 163Weeks filled with anxiety and unsolved conundrums, deception, and intrigues had passed. The search for Loretta however had shifted into overdrive for Fabian in a dangerously obsessive manner. Each piece of information brought him closer to a revelation but still, every single one of them failed to prepare him for what would come.On a chilly autumn day, Fabian received a telephone call from an unknown caller. His heart raced as he picked up the call, fully aware that this could be the call he had been anxiously waiting for.“Fabian”, the voice on the other end sounded slightly familiar. It was the detective that he had hired to help him after Edward went missing. “We have a situation. We have located Loretta.”Fabian felt his heart race when a small house at the edge of the city came through after the address had been given. Without thinking, he took his keys and dashed to the door. The trip was a haze, all of it filled with thoughts of Loretta. What did they do to her? Wh
As he rode, memories came flooding his mind and brought him back to that time when all he was was Maria's assistant lingering in the shadows of her ambitions. He could remember how he would sit for hours on end and watch her enchant and flirt with Fabian; hear her laughter echo down the halls of their office.He had seen the moment of fate when Maria was wrapped in Fabian's arms, her eyes sparkling with delight, accepting him as her boyfriend. In that instant, Lucas felt jealousy mixed with frustration; how could she not see what Fabian was? He knew there was something wrong with the man she idolized depth of darkness behind the polished surface.Maria, you need to be careful," Lucas had warned her, his voice edged with concern as he faced her the next day. "I've seen the way he operates. He's not who he seems."But she had brushed him off, dismissing his worries with a wave of her hand. "You're just jealous because you're not in the spotlight, Lucas. Fabian is a powerful man. You can
As he walked down the streets of the city, he felt a surge of invincibility take over his body. He felt that no one could touch him after all, he had eliminated one of his major threats. Edward's absence would leave a huge hole, and Lucas intended to fill this vacuum with his ambition.He reached a secluded area, parked his car, and sat for a minute or so to collect his thoughts. He had to think now. Edward was out of the way; next came keeping Loretta in his grasp. She was the only way he could use both Fabian and Tasha to his advantage, and he wasn't going to let her get away from him.He whipped out his cell phone and sent a text to Maria. "Let's meet. We need to discuss the next move." In a second, he received a response: "Where?""The warehouse. I'll be there in 20."Lucas wheeled the car around and headed in the direction of the warehouse, his mind racing with possibilities. Loretta, he thought, considering how they might use her in their scheme. To be sure, she was a chip to be
At the accusation, Edward's face darkened as his mind raced to concoct this verbal assault by Lucas. "And what exactly do you think I did? I was trying to protect my family, just like you should be."Lucas tightened his fists in growing frustration. "Protecting your family? By disappearing? If you knew something about Loretta's whereabouts, you should have come forward. You have no idea what I've gone through trying to find her!Believe me, I know precisely what it's like to be helpless," Edward replied in a low-intense voice. "But you don't know the whole story. I couldn't come forward. Not yet."Lucas stepped closer, his eyes locked on Edward's. "Then tell me the story. What's going on? Where's Loretta?Edward cast a look backward toward the house as if to weigh in his mind just how much he wanted to involve Lucas with the fact. Finally, he let out a heavy sigh and spoke. "I was taken captive, but I was able to escape. Those who abducted Loretta are still on the loose, keeping my ev
Maria's eyes flashed at him as her gaze narrowed. "I'm not obsessed. I just know how things work in this world. Tasha doesn't stand a chance against someone like me. I know his weaknesses. I know what he needs.""Is that why you're trying to bring her down? Because you think you can step in and show him what a real partner looks like?" Lucas asked, intrigued.Maria shrugged, and much of her confidence returned. "Exactly, I'm just helping him see the light. Tasha is just a pretty face, a distraction. I'll make sure he realizes that."Lucas watched her, impressed yet cautious. "You know this could backfire, right? If you push too hard, you might end up pushing him away for good."Not a chance," Maria shot back. "I know how to play my cards right. While Tasha's busy playing the perfect wife, I'll be working behind the scenes, turning his head. I will make Fabian remember who he is truly meant to be with."Lucas shook his head, feeling a mix of admiration and trepidation in his chest. "Ju
Maria crossed her arms, leaning in closer, a smug look on her face. "I'm just making an observation. It's just amazing to see how fast somebody can change their tune once they snag a rich husband. Isn't it, Lucas?"Lucas gave Tasha a worried look as if to say he didn't want to be part of this. Tasha drew in a deep breath, attempting to keep calm. "You don't know anything about me, Maria. This isn't about Fabian or the money. It's about being loyal to the people I care about. Something you wouldn't understand."Maria stepped back, her eyes narrowing. "Oh, please, spare me the moral high ground. You're not some saint just because you put a ring on it. Do you think marrying him makes you untouchable? I wouldn't be so sure.""Enough!" Tasha snapped, firm in her tone. "You need to stop with the petty jealousy and move on. Your constant need to undermine me is getting old.Jealousy? That's what you think this is?" Maria laughed again, her tone hard, unyielding. "I am just looking after the
She pulled her phone out and opened the contacts list before peering at the number of Lucas once again. She dialed his number and let it ring a few times before he finally picked up, his tone tired but alert. "Tasha? Is everything okay?"Not exactly," she replied, dropping her voice to a whisper. "I just spoke with De Silva, and he certainly made it clear that he's not letting go of our past. I need to know if you have any leads on Loretta. He's becoming a problem, and I can't afford to have him interfering.Lucas squirmed in his chair. "I've been doing some work trying to locate Loretta, but she's vanished into thin air. I'll keep searching; it's not concrete at this moment."Tasha felt a sense of doom. "We can't let him know we're working together. If he finds this out, he might screw everything up.I know, Lucas said his voice grave. I'm keeping a low profile, doing my best. For now, just focus on Fabian; he is your priority.I can't just sit around and wait. De Silva is unpredicta
Tasha set the glass down, forcing herself to meet his gaze. "I don't know what you mean," she said, her voice steady, though her insides were in turmoil.He smirked, a knowing glint in his eyes. "You've always been a good liar, Tasha. But remember… I can always tell."Her breath caught, but she hastily masked the fear with a small, nervous-sounding laugh. "There is nothing to tell, De Silva. I'm just… adjusting to everything. You know how stressful things have been."He raised an eyebrow. His fingers brushed a strand of her hair behind her ear, a gesture that felt more possessive than affectionate. "Stress, huh?Tasha nodded, conscious of the weight of his scrutiny. She needed to be cool, needed to make him believe all was right with her world. But sitting as close as she was to him, feeling the heat emanating from his body and the intensity of his gaze, she wondered how much longer she could play the facade before he uncovered her betrayal.De Silva leaned back, taking the glass from
There was a moment of silence on the other end, followed by a deep sigh. "We have to be smart about this, Tasha. If De Silva's onto us, we need to figure out our next step, fast."Tasha pressed her fingers to her temples, the weight of the situation closing in around her. "You think I don't know that? I can't afford to slip up again, especially with him watching my every move."."We need to keep calm and stay according to plan," Lucas finally said, his voice much more even now. "He doesn't have proof as yet, just suspicions. We'll keep everything low-key for some time; make it appear as if all is business as usual. We still have leverage De Silva doesn't know about our deal with Vinnie."Tasha tightened her jaw. "What if Vinnie talks? What if he gets scared and tells De Silva everything?"Lucas was silent for a moment before his voice dropped to a low octave. "If it comes down to it… we'll have to take Vinnie out before he gets the chance to open his mouth."Tasha's stomach churned at